"Master, this kind of clone technique is used to deal with some dangers, and no one can tell the clues! Even if you are killed, others will think you have really fallen. It is simply a life-saving magical power that goes against the sky!"

When the seven Zeng Qingfeng heard this, they simultaneously touched their chins and thought: Now that they are all equivalent to one person, in the future they will sleep with their wives, so there will be no need to pull them out.

There can be up to nine clones, but now there are only four ladies sleeping together, which is enough.

Although his fighting power was very strong, the ladies still had some resentment. Every time he lined up, he felt ashamed of the other three ladies.

Now it's better, we can really sleep with each other.

Seeing Zeng Qingfeng's expressions gradually becoming lewd, Laifu quickly reminded:

"Master, watch your face, your saliva landed on my back."

Zeng Qingfeng gathered his clones and merged them into one person. Then he angrily used his spiritual energy to condense a slap on Laifu's head and cursed:

"Speak to me carefully, who's drooling?"

"Ahem, master, please teach us this clone technique. If we all use it, wouldn't we have dozens of saints?"

These words made Zeng Qingfeng's heart move. What Laifu said seemed to make sense.

However, it is difficult to improve this skill, and it is definitely not based on strength.

If it were practiced by other people, it would probably take a certain amount of time to accumulate before they could slowly separate out the second and third ones.

He relied on the system initiation to create six clones in an instant. Even if Laifu and Xiaojin practiced, they would probably only be able to transform into two clones at most.

The two clones are equivalent to three with the main body.

When Zeng Qingfeng thought of this, his thoughts went astray again: If the ladies also learned it, wouldn't there be more twins and triplets?
Chapter completed!